When I was a kid my dad used to take me to bars with him on occaision. Two that I remember fondly were:
Ducky's - named after the owner (Ducky Detweiller) who was also the town's mailman, he'd bring me baseballs and stuff that he found on his rounds.

And, Stitcheberry's, again, named after the owner.
Both were long, dark, narrow bars with Bromoseltzer on tap. What ever happened to that stuff?

Always liked "Hog's Breath Inn" though it's not exclusively a bar.
A long gone HB beer bar hangout:
"The Getty" later renamed "Friar Tuck's"
was a real dive on Beach Blvd just before PCH.
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